Glass Towers, Shattered (Glass Towers Trilogy) (28 page)

Those words set kindle to a fire already raging inside of me.
He seals his lips over mine and kisses me with an intense passion and desire that makes my body weak. He sweeps my hair to one side in a low ponytail, as he trails his tongue from my mouth to my ears, as he sucks on my earlobe. My his body now responding to his touch, as I dig my nails into his back, bringing our bodies closer together. He takes that expert tongue of his and draws it from my ear back to my neck. He stops at the sweet spot on my neck, that he knows will make me so wet. He slips both sides of my sweater off of my shoulders and moves his mouth to each shoulder blade, softly kissing them and making his way to my collar bone.

My body respond
s exactly how he wants it to. I am hot and ready. This man has completely turned my world upside down. The chemistry between us is undeniable. My hands are now on his shoulders, pulling him closer to me. We lock lips again, our tongues seeking out one another. In a matter of seconds, Harrison lifts me up and wraps my legs around his waist. We can’t keep our hands off of each other. I shove my hands in his hair and pull on his gorgeous locks, while assaulting his mouth. His hands grab my ass, as he carries me near the fire and gently lays me on the down blanket that is spread out near the fire. The cool of the plush blanket on my bare back and the heat of the fire on my exposed skin create hot, exotic sensations across my body. I always feel as if I am starring in a movie when I am with this man. It is completely unreal. The sounds of the waves crashing against the huge rocks on the nearby cliff make this moment even more sexy and romantic.

Harrison climbs on top of me with his legs spread around mine.
His right hand runs up the length of my thigh, as he places his left hand on the side of my face. His probing tongue darts into my mouth. I can feel, through his loose fitting jeans, that his cock is hard. The swirling of our tongues, sends shivers of electricity through my veins.

He slides one his hands down my chest, as he cups and squeezes my heavy
, needing breasts. They are extremely sensitive to his touch, and the mix of the cool breeze and the hot fire is intoxicating.  I want his hands all over my body as he fills my mouth. He moves from one hard nipple to the other. Flicking each nipple with his tongue and sucking softly. He moves to that secret spot, under my breast, taking his tongue and running it in a half moon from left to right. As he licks my sweet spot, he runs his hand over my belly and to my “P”, which is now pulsating out of control. I think he is shocked when he finds there are no panties for him to remove. Bare. Completely bare. His eyes lock with mine, and that dark smirk come to his face, as he bites on his bottom lip. Yes, he likes it. A little bad mixed with his good girl. I can just read his mind. It is now sending him over the top. He beings to rub on the outside of my “P”. He knows how to rub my clit so that he starts to set my body off.

He plunges one finger inside me, as I grab the back of him and dig my nails in deeper, letting out a loud cry of passion.
  His tongue slides down my belly, stopping at my lower abs.  Again, he traces from right to left, then down to my thighs. This teasing is going to drive me mad. I can’t take it anymore. I gaze down, at him as he trails his way down to my “P”. Our eyes locking again, the passion is to intense. His tongue is now on my “P”, as he slips his finger back in and out of me. Gently, slowly, he begins to push his tongue further inside of me. I grab his head, trying to push him deeper into me. He takes both of my hands and throws them to the ground. He uses his hands to pin mine to the down blanket.

I can’t move my hands, and this is too damn hot.
I try to resist, but he grabs them tighter, holding me in place as he works my “P” over. My body arches as my “P” pulsates on his tongue. He continues to push his tongue further inside of me. His wanting of my body, pushes me toward my climax. My body tenses up, as the waves of heat moves inside of me, preparing for my full body cum. He does it. He takes his right hand and places it on my lower abs, and he moves his tongue faster and more firmly over my clit. This does it. The pressure on my abs makes me cum so hard that my hips raise up to meet his tongue.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop,” I cry out.

I can tell that he is smiling. He knows exactly what to do to my body. The electric shocks move through my body, as I moan loudly in passion. Once I have reached the length of my orgasm, I have to push his head away. God, that was too damn good. It gets better every damn time!

He climbs on top of me and kisses me passionately
, slipping his jeans off in a matter of seconds. His cock still rock hard and pressing against the opening to my “P”. He inserts the tip of his length and starts to ease in and out of me, getting me ready. I am dripping wet, and wanting him inside me. I want to cum over and over again. He swirls his hips, reaching every angle inside of me. I meet with his sweet tempo, as he plunges deep inside of me. I moan as I dig my nails deeper into his back.

“Your body is made for me,” he groans
, as he slams into me over and over again. The shocks are starting to build again, so quickly after my recent orgasm. This is when I can cum multiple times. He places each one of my legs on top of his shoulders, giving himself the advantage to work me harder and deeper. With that, my body starts to convulse, as I let out a long and deep moan.  I’m breathing heavy as my head slams back into the sand. My “P” tenses up, and the aftershocks of pleasure release through my entire body.

Just as I finished cumming, Harrison prepared for his release.
I begin to cum again all over his cock, sending him into complete ecstasy. Our bodies shaking with pleasure, shivering with passion. Harrison collapses on top of me and nuzzles his head into my neck.  His breathing begins to slow down to normal again. We hold each other, our bodies entwined as one.

After our lovemaking
, we wrap clothing around our bodies and dig into the picnic basket. Delicious cold deli sandwiches, a pasta salad, fruit skewers with yogurt sauce and marshmallows with chocolate for dessert make our dinner. Harrison stokes the fire and we cuddle close, roasting marshmallows after devouring our dinner. “I am planning to head back to Portland tomorrow morning. I have to drive out to Hood River to take care of some business at the winery. Normally, I would have you join me, but under the circumstances…”

“I get it.
I was planning to drive back tomorrow late afternoon. I want to get back before it gets dark.”

“Yes, that was going to be my suggestion.”

“Somehow, I knew that.”

“So what does your day look like Monday?
I have a little surprise that I am planning for you.” He is smirking in the firelight.

“Oh yeah?
Just what kind of surprise?” I can only imagine what he might have up that devious sleeve of his.

“Well, let’s just say it’s some alone time in the country.
How does that sound?”

“You mean the manor house?”
I scrunch my nose.

“Yes, that’s exactly what I mean.”
He can see by my reaction that I am less than thrilled. “It will be an adventure and besides, a little roughing it doesn’t seem to get in our way.” He picks up some sand and lets it slide through his fingers.

Giggly at
his inference, I loop my arm through his. “Wherever you are is where I want to be anyway.”

“There, that’s my girl.”
He leans down and kisses me.  We make love in the sand one last time, to the sound of the crashing waves.

In the morning, we say goodbye to Harrison, and I stand with my parents to watch his hot sex mobile drive off. I turn to my folks and see them, with their arms around each other and the most dreamy expressions on their faces. Mom looks at me.

“Honey, I think you have a keeper there.”
She pats my dad on the chest and heads toward the house.

I start to walk toward the house too
, but my dad gently grabs my arm. “Kiddo, I have to get this off my chest. While I agree with your mom that he is a keeper, please put a guard around your heart. I understand that you say things are temporarily complicated. Though, I don’t know why, I do want you to be careful and know that I am here for you, no matter what.”

I start getting misty eyes.
I hadn’t intended on having this conversation with him right now.  “I know you are looking out for me, and I am glad that I have you, dad. I feel good about this relationship, and things will be less complicated soon.”

He tweaks my nose, “Oh
, I somehow doubt things will ever be less complicated for you. I do believe that things will certainly get better for you soon.”

What an odd last comment he made.
Instead of dwelling on it, I give him a hug before we both head back into the house.

A few hours later, with Henry loaded in the back
seat, I head toward the city. It was one of the best times that I have spent at my parent’s house in years. The best part is that the only tears that were shed this weekend, were tears of happiness and joy.

By midday Monday
, I am a nervous wreck. I am dying to know what Harrison has planned at the manor house. All I know is that I am to dress warm and pack an overnight bag. I’m to drive my car to his hotel on Broadway Street downtown.  After I self-park my car in the hotel parking garage, I’m supposed to get into the hotel town car.  From there, I will be driven to the manor house. So much cloak and dagger stuff. Normally, I would find this scintillating, but in this case, it is rather disconcerting. Having to sneak around goes against my grain.

I often wonder if the house is being watched
, or if I am being followed all the time. I still have the that feeling I am. Sometimes, I think I catch a glance of someone, but when I stop to take a look around, there really isn’t anyone there. I chalk it up as being paranoid. I asked Harrison, and he thinks that Marion is still trying to scare me off. For the time being he wants me with my bodyguard at all times. Albert doesn’t feel that we are being watched, really. He may often seem aloof, but he is aware of what it going.

Harrison feels the efforts of Garrin and Philippe have helped a lot.
They keep
her
believing all is well. I still wonder just what it is that she has on that family that she could blackmail them into submission too. At least Garrin had the good sense to go to Harrison when she approached him.

I look at my phone and see that I missed another daily call from my
phone stalker. It is seriously almost a joke to me now. Either it is a persistent telemarketer, or someone hot on my trail to harass me. It is time to head out. Albert follows me to the mudroom door, and watches as I leave with an enthusiastic Henry standing by his side. Since Albert has been here, I have witnessed a relationship budding between him and the dog. It is going to be a sad day for Henry when his sofa buddy leaves.

The drive to the hotel seem
s to be rather uneventful, but for the person following close behind me with his high-beams blinding me in the rearview mirror. With the lights blazing in my mirror, I almost didn’t see the damned cyclist ahead of me. I almost creamed him because he cut across my car and the entire lane of traffic to avoid stopping at the red light. Shit! Isn’t that why we have those special bike lanes?  I can’t seem to drive through Portland without almost hitting a bicyclist.

I accelerate a little to put some space in between us. The driver only increased their speed tool. 
I decide that since this driver behind me insists on riding my tail with those bright lights, I will just pull over so he can pass. I see a turn off to an apartment complex up ahead, I flip on my right blinker and turn into the driveway. To my surprise, my tormentor follows me into the driveway as well. I circle around to the leasing office and pull into a spot. The other car stays behind at the entrance to the complex. I assume there is another exit to the complex, so I pull out of the parking spot and drive along the winding little residential streets to finally locate the back way out. I follow the little road up to the main street. Once I am back out on the main road, I am satisfied that I lost that psycho. It was probably just one of those angry office workers, who had a lousy day at work and thought he would take it out on the first Jeep he saw. Or something to that effect.

Alt
hough I am feeling a little shaken from the experience, the rest of my drive is uneventful. Thankfully, I arrive at the hotel unharmed. I pull into the parking garage, as instructed. I take my ticket and find a place to park. Once in a spot, I glance around and locate the hotel town car, parked by the entrance. I grab my bag and make my way to the car. As I approach, a man gets out of the car and says, “Miss Austen?” Whew. So far so good.

“Yes.”

He walks around the car, opens the door, and takes my bag from me. “Here, allow me to get that for you.”

Once settled into the plush leather bench seat
, I start to breathe again. I have a terrible habit of holding my breath.

“If you are settled, we will leave now.
I suspect with traffic we should arrive to the estate within forty-five minutes, give or take. Before we leave, do you require anything?”